Chapter 283 The Nuo God Grows Up in the Family

Zhou Xuan really couldn’t figure out where Zhou Lingyi’s confidence came from.

But his sister was already walking towards the Holy Son and Holy Daughter with her hands behind her back, as if she was taking a walk after dinner, and he could only follow her.

In the internal war of the Bone Elders Society, in addition to the painter, the musician, Gu Ling, and Li Chengfeng, they are also fighting against the Saint Son and the Saint Daughter.

The rest of the Mingjiang wandering gods and the coffin lady were freed up because the ancient tribe stopped fighting and became idle.

But none of them had the intention of going up to help Gu Lao – he was just cleaning the house, and it would be rude for them to go up and help from the outsiders.

The witch who stopped her hand also noticed Zhou Lingyi at this time. She was walking among thousands of fluttering peach blossoms, with an extremely elegant demeanor, worthy of the name of Lady Hua in the witch hall.

Shang Wenjun and Hua Qingying, the two witches’ chief and deputy hall masters, bowed to Zhou Lingyi and said crisply, “Hua Mei’er, long time no see.”

“Sister Shang, Sister Qingying, if you go to Pingshui Prefecture, I will invite you to listen to the opera.”

While Zhou Lingyi was talking, she did not stop. Zhou Xuan complained a little and said, “Sister, you are at least a disciple of someone else’s hall. The hall master greeted you, but you just replied hastily. It’s not very decent.”

“In the Jing Kingdom, the only thing that can really make people respectable is incense. I am the first witch of the old temple, so naturally I don’t need to make a fuss about interpersonal relationships.”

“Isn’t the most powerful disciple in the hall the hall master?”

“A master does not have to be better than his disciples, and a disciple does not have to be worse than his master. The same is true for the abilities of a hall. The hall master may not necessarily be the strongest fighter in the hall.”

While Zhou Lingyi was speaking, he and Zhou Xuan had already walked to the scene of the civil war in the Bone Elders’ Society.

The Holy Son and Holy Daughter condensed a flame of Taoism that was as blazing as the sun, sweeping away the musician and Li Chengfeng. The painter had already activated the laws of space and was hiding in a space outside of reality, intending to find a good opportunity to assassinate the Holy Son and Holy Daughter.

“Painters, musicians, please step aside.”

Zhou Lingyi rolled up his sleeves, revealing his slender arms, and said, “In the forbidden area of ​​tattoos, the three-headed stone Buddha nailed the fourth-generation Nuo of our Zhou family to death, which created a huge karmic feud with my Zhou brothers and sisters. The Saint Son and Saint Daughter obeyed the stone Buddha, so they are also our enemies.
You guys step aside first, and let my brother and I finish off the Saint Son and Saint Daughter and resolve the feud.”

Zhou Lingyi’s words were well-reasoned. The musician turned around and glanced at the Zhou siblings, then made a quick decision and shouted, “Retreat!”

Gu Ling asked, “Young Master and Master Hua, can they handle the Saint Son and Saint Daughter?”

She asked this question with good intentions.

Four old wandering gods, two with seven incense sticks and two with eight incense sticks, fought with the Holy Son and Holy Daughter, but they didn’t gain the upper hand. Zhou Xuan had four incense sticks, and as for Zhou Lingyi, Gu Ling heard that it was six incense sticks.

Considering the level of these two people’s influence, what’s the difference between fighting against the Holy Son and the Holy Daughter and committing suicide?
Li Chengfeng also said to Zhou Xuan: “Young Master, the Saint Son and Saint Daughter have already made a breakthrough. They are the eighth and ninth incense holders. They also comprehended the method of condensing the scorching sun from somewhere. Their Taoism is extremely high…”

“retreat!”

The musician shouted again, and vigorously struck the bone harp in his chest and abdomen. With the strong sound waves, he temporarily eased the scorching sun of the Holy Son and Holy Daughter, and then he was the first to withdraw from the battlefield.

The musicians left the stage, and Gu Ling and Li Chengfeng had no choice but to retreat in disappointment.

Fortunately, the painter was still hiding, and the Holy Son and Holy Daughter did not dare to chase Li Chengfeng and Gu Ling, and could only confront them from a distance.

The three of them walked towards Zhou Lingyi. When the musician passed by Zhou Lingyi, he whispered, “Master Hua, I know your intention. There are too many people targeting the young master. You want to use this battle to tell those who have ulterior motives against the young master that you two are good at Taoism and are not easy to mess with.”

“Thank you, musician, for your help.”

“Whether it will be accomplished or not depends on your performance. If you lose, we will certainly not stand idly by. However, I am afraid that more and more people will dare to plot against the young master in the future.”

There is no doubt that superb Taoism is a great deterrent to bad guys.
But if Zhou Lingyi and Zhou Xuan cannot show their amazing skills, let alone deterrence, the hidden villains will only become more unscrupulous.

This war is a big gamble.

“Since I asked you to retreat, I must have a reason. Brother, follow me.”

Zhou Lingyi became more and more relaxed, and together with Zhou Xuan they shuttled through the rain of peach blossoms, facing the Holy Son and Holy Daughter directly.

The saint’s lips were almost bitten until they bled. She felt that she had been humiliated like never before.

“The painter and the musician have both reached the level of Eight Incense Sticks. They are worthy opponents in a fight with me. But you, Zhou Lingyi, are only at the level of Six Incense Sticks. Why do you think you can face me head-on? Do you think I am no longer in power and want to take my life while I am sick?”

“Incense is incense, Taoism is Taoism, we haven’t fought yet, why do you think that my sister and I can’t be your opponents?”

Thousands of red threads had already been spit out from Zhou Lingyi’s right hand.

“You want to take my head and use it as the credit for your low-hand brother? I fought with the Bone Elders today. Even if I consumed a lot of energy, I would still be worth eight incense sticks.”

“Don’t even mention today. Even when you were at the peak of your career in Mingjiang Prefecture, you were no better than this.”

Zhou Lingyi sneered: “Everyone says you are the best in Mingjiang, but I think – nothing special.”

When Zhou Xuan heard his sister’s comments on the Saint Son and Saint Daughter, he immediately gave her a thumbs up.
In his impression, Zhou Lingyi is easy to talk to in daily life, but when it comes to taking action, she is always so domineering.

“It’s just like that. Can your red spider lily cover my Daoyan scorching sun?”

The Holy Son and the Holy Daughter all used their hands to roll up a flame, and this fire formed a new blazing sun, shining brightly.

“Brother, raise your Nuo God’s hand.”

Zhou Lingyi said.

Zhou Xuan immediately raised his right hand.

Zhou Lingyi closed her eyes and concentrated, releasing a faint blue aura from her body, which was the power of the Nuo god contained in the body of the descendant of the Nuo god.

The blue aura enveloped her and Zhou Xuan, and then followed the hand of the Nuo God into Zhou Xuan’s body.

Zhou Xuan immediately felt that his incense was fading.

Zhou Lingyi’s incense became more prosperous.

The amount of ruthless red silk in her hands doubled.

“The sea of ​​flowers is blooming.”

Zhou Lingyi raised her hands, and the level of incense was rising rapidly, seven incense sticks, eight incense sticks… until she was sitting on the eighteenth and looking at the nineteenth.

The red threads in her hands not only increased in number, but each thread seemed to drip blood. They continued to interweave and spread in all directions, forming a vast flower-shaped red spider lily.

“You can actually, actually absorb your brother’s incense?” The Holy Son and the Holy Daughter were shocked when they saw this scene.

Zhou Lingyi’s incense was cultivated in reverse order. Although there were only six incense sticks now, the remaining three incense sticks did not require too much incense to reach a higher level.
The disciples of Xunchang Hall need a lot of incense for the last three incense sticks, but Zhou Lingyi is the opposite of them.

Now with Zhou Xuan’s four incense sticks, the incense gap was filled, so the incense popularity could increase rapidly.

“The Zhou family of Nuo gods rarely produces people with high incense, but our Zhou family is in Pingshui Prefecture, and few people dare to cause trouble to me. I rely on the fact that the descendants of the Zhou family can feed back the incense power to each other.

When I was fighting to the limit, because of the incense, I could force my incense level to rise in a short period of time, but the process was dangerous. Now that I have a younger brother, I don’t have to force my own incense to rise.

His incense is my incense.”

Zhou Lingyi’s flower sea is in full bloom, with the siblings as the center of the flower, and the petals are layered.

As she released all the power of the incense, the bright red flowers of the other shore continued to grow, and the shape of the flowers seemed to be surpassing that of the ancestral peach tree.

this day,
In Pengjia Town, a red spider lily bloomed that was big enough to cover the entire earth.

Flowers covered every inch of land in Pengjia Town, and the scorching sun of the Holy Son and Holy Daughter also hovered above the sea of ​​flowers.

Thousands of flower stamens shot towards the scorching sun, like delicate anchor hooks, hooking the scorching sun and pulling it into the sea of ​​flowers.

The Holy Son and Holy Daughter knew that if the scorching sun was pulled into the sea of ​​flowers, they would be completely finished.

The curse of the red spider lily has always been the means of the witch Jiuzhuxiang. In the sea of ​​red spider lilies, there are no rules, no life and no death. It is a flower from the underworld that can guide the souls of the dead in the world.

The Saint Son and the Saint Daughter took off their black robes, revealing their deformed bodies. The Saint Daughter had a mouth, but the Saint Son did not. The two of them frantically dug at their own bodies, quickly digging out their own flesh and blood.
Every time he dug up a ball, he threw it towards the scorching sun.

The flesh and blood were like fuel. Once they were melted, the scorching sun shone brightly.

The most yang thing in the world, it is extremely powerful against sneaky things.
Peng Sheng had no body, and Yun Ziliang was half human and half ghost, and the two of them retreated quickly.

Yun Ziliang was the most addicted to watching the fun. The residual heat from the scorching sun was even burning his body.

He didn’t care. He put his hands on his brows to block out the strong light and looked at Zhou Xuan and Zhou Lingyi carefully.

“Oh, Zhou Lingyi really can’t beat the Saint Son and Saint Daughter.”

Yun Ziliang was a little anxious.

Peng Sheng asked, “The sea of ​​flowers has already imprisoned Lieyang, how can we not defeat him?”

“The Saint Son and Saint Daughter belong to the Pain Sect. The elders of this sect have extremely strong blood and flesh regeneration power. They constantly dig out their own blood and flesh to use as fuel, which can gradually turn the scorching sun into the sun.
The sun in the sky is so bright and powerful that it can suppress all things in the netherworld. The sea of ​​red spider lilies originally came from the netherworld and was suppressed.

If Zhou Lingyi’s incense level was above that of the Saint Son and Saint Daughter, these restraints would not be a big deal, but since both sides’ incense levels are both around eight or nine, restraint is a big deal.”

In a duel between masters, a slight difference can lead to a huge mistake. If Zhou Lingyi is suppressed, she will not win.

Yun Ziliang shouted impatiently. He was too focused on the situation and had lost his usual composure.

Li Chengfeng was concerned about Zhou Xuan and asked the musician whether he wanted to help.

The musician thought for a long time and shook his head.

The Zhou siblings had not yet been defeated, but their elder Gu acted rashly. Even if he captured the Holy Son and Holy Daughter, Zhou Xuan and Zhou Lingyi would have karmic obstacles and demons in their hearts, which would be detrimental to their future practice.

“Let’s take a look at the situation again.” said the musician.

“Stop looking, stop looking, hurry up and save people.” Yun Ziliang rushed to the musician and shouted regardless of the pressure from the scorching sun.

At the same level of sitting eighth and looking forward to ninth, it depends on the suppression between the halls.

The Bone Elder Society is superior to the Witch, and this is an unchangeable fact. Even Zhou Lingyi, the Zhou family’s spiritual genius, cannot defeat the Bone Elder of the Pain Faction by being at the same level.

At this time, the sea of ​​red spider lilies that covered the earth was almost withered by the scorching sun, despite the continuous supply of fuel from the Saint Son and the Saint Daughter.

Zhou Lingyi’s defeat seemed to be a foregone conclusion.

“Then I have no choice but to take action.”

Seeing the situation, the musician began to chant the protective spell. He had only chanted two or three words when suddenly, the sound of a wake-up stick being struck was heard among the sea of ​​flowers.

A folding fan flew into the air from the sea of ​​flowers, like a sharp arrow, and rushed towards Dao Yan Lieyang.

boom!
After a dull and suffocating collision sound, Lieyang was actually knocked several feet into the air by the folding fan.

“The divine weapon returns.”

Zhou Xuan stood in the sea of ​​flowers, his long gown fluttering in the wind, and stretched out his hand towards the folding fan.

The folding fan was very obedient. After drawing an ancient arc in the air, it fell back into his hand.

“Xuan Zi’s folding fan?”

Yun Ziliang was a little surprised for a moment.

“Can the storyteller’s folding fan that burns four incense sticks hit the scorching sun of the Holy Son and Holy Daughter?” Li Chengfeng was even more confused.

With his reminder, Yun Ziliang slapped his forehead and said, “I understand. The descendants of the Zhou family complement each other. Zhou Lingyi can use Xuanzi’s incense to enter the level of sitting eight and looking forward to nine.

Similarly, Xuan Zi can also borrow Zhou Lingyi’s incense to temporarily enter the level of sitting eight and looking nine.”

He was very excited.
Of course they are excited. In the two thousand years since the god of Jing Kingdom ascended to heaven, who has ever seen such a popular disciple of the Nuo god?

“No wonder Master Hua is so confident that he wants to fight the Saint Son and Saint Daughter alone with the young master.”

The musician finally understood.
The priestess who is in the eighth position and looking forward to the ninth position cannot defeat the Holy Son and the Holy Daughter because they are suppressed by the hall.

However, the disciples of Nuo God, who are in the eighth position and are looking to become the ninth, can firmly grasp the Holy Son and Holy Daughter, because the disciples of Nuo God can suppress all the halls.

Zhou Xuan is a person who has mastered the tenth level of skills above Nine Incense Sticks and has a tattooed map of mountains and rivers.

call!
There was a flash of fire beside the musician, and a crack appeared in space. The painter walked out and returned to the real space.

“Old Hua, you don’t want to hide anymore?” asked the musician.

“Why hide? Victory is already decided.”

As a demigod on earth who was also a member of the Eight Sticks of Incense, the painter could not imagine at all how the Son of God and the Holy Daughter could restrain Zhou Xuan’s map of mountains and rivers.

“Nuoshen disciple is invincible in the same realm. As for how invincible he is, I also want to know the answer.”

The painter also wanted to see the excitement clearly, so he was too lazy to hide and decided to return to the real world to watch the show.

“The Nuo God sitting on the eighth floor looking at the ninth floor?”

Not only did outsiders see what was going on, but the Holy Son and Holy Daughter also noticed something.

They wanted to flee immediately. No one dared to fight with Nuo disciples of the same level, and they were no exception.

“Brother, the incense I gave you is only effective in this sea of ​​flowers. Don’t let the Saint Son and Saint Daughter escape. Fight quickly and decisively.”

After Zhou Lingyi gave the incense back to Zhou Xuan, she sat in the center of the flower.

At this time, she herself had no incense to burn, but after the red spider lilies bloomed, she could last for two incense sticks without incense.

She was protected by the sea of ​​flowers, so there was no danger. It was just a reminder for Zhou Xuan.

“Don’t worry, I’m not very good at chasing people, but I’m pretty good at keeping people.”

“I definitely believe you.” Zhou Lingyi looked at Zhou Xuan’s back with a smile on her face – the Nuo God has grown up in the family.

Zhou Xuan, who was sitting on the eighth floor and looking up to the ninth floor, already had some of the charm of the Nuo god.

……

Zhou Xuan sneered at the Saint Son and Saint Daughter who were trying to escape and slipped, “You can’t go anywhere, Huaxing!”

Star Transformation, the third realm of the Star Law.

Zhou Xuan’s body activated the laws and turned into starlight, which was blown quickly in front of the Holy Son and Holy Daughter by the mountain wind.

After he descended with the help of this grain of stardust, he once again activated the star-falling technique, turned his body into nothingness, and smashed towards the faces of the Holy Son and Holy Daughter.

The Holy Son and Holy Daughter suddenly faced Zhou Xuan, grasped the Dao Yanhuo in their four hands and threw it towards Zhou Xuan.

The raging fire penetrated Zhou Xuan’s empty body and drifted to an unknown place.

boom!
When Zhou Xuan’s fist reached the saint’s face, he used the astral technique again, his whole body became as hard as a rock, and smashed the saint’s face into pieces.

“The Holy Son and the Holy Daughter used the same mouth to eat, but now, even the last mouth is gone.”

Zhou Xuan leaped up again, elbowing, grabbing, and kneeing, which were the most primitive ways of attack, but they were so violent and unreasonable that they whipped the saint’s body until it was full of cracks.

“Stone Buddha, are you still watching the show?”

The Holy Son and Holy Daughter shouted out of thin air.

Only the two stone Buddhas of Daluotian and Wuxiangyu were left, and they had been thinking about how to deal with the situation. Should they leave quietly or fight to the death with the invading Mingjiang Youshen?

It would be impossible to leave quietly, as the wandering gods of Mingjiang were guarding the entrance of Pengjia Town. With Zhou Xuan’s day-wandering soul and the painter’s law of space, even if they managed to escape, they wouldn’t be able to get far.

It seems that the only option left for them is to die for the Buddha.

But when they were really ready to die in battle, they were frightened by Zhou Xuan, who was in the eighth position and was waiting for the outcome. Their courage was shaken and they hesitated for a moment, not knowing what to do.

Fortunately, the words of the Holy Son and the Holy Daughter woke them up.

Daluotian and Wuxiangyu came to join the battle.

Zhou Xuan only saw a “person” jumping down from the sky, and this person had no head.

But because of the blue power of the Nuo god on his body, Zhou Lingyi was able to identify his identity.

“Brother, this is the body of the Fourth Great Nuo.”

Zhou Lingyi saw that this person had four different Nuo powers on his body, which clearly came from the four great Nuos.

Four generations of the Zhou family were crucified by the ancient tribe, and their remains made up the chest, abdomen, feet and hands of this “man”.

According to the Stone Buddha’s plan, Zhou Xuan’s head should have been sewn onto the corpse to complete the body.

“Zhou Xuan, you ruined our Buddhist country’s good deeds and massacred our Buddhist country’s Baoshan Temple. Today, you will pay with blood.”

“eye for eye.”

Wuxiangyu and Daluotian shouted miserably at the same time.

Zhou Xuan just thought these two people were funny.

“It’s already this late, and you’re still talking nonsense like this. You must be dreaming.”

Zhou Xuan gently struck the folding fan, using the ninth level of the storyteller’s technique “I am the master of dreams” to transform himself into a dream.

“Since you love to dream, I will give you a dream of a bloody disaster in the Buddhist country.”

Zhou Xuan used the storyteller’s dream to quickly kill the Holy Son and Holy Daughter and the three-headed stone Buddha.

A folding fan also slipped out from the sleeves of the corpse of Da Nuo controlled by Daluotian and Wuxiangyu, and struck it at the same time as Zhou Xuan…

(End of this chapter)